May Second
(1808 AD)
bottle tops unscrewed
tighter than the tightest
oyster refusing to open
even at knife-point
plastic this many layered
onion-skin’s pliant defiance
waging its guerrilla war
against arthritic fingers
words tongue-twisted
damning dark mouths
white picket fences
midnight the faces
lightning the teeth
felonious figures
grimy with grimaces
Mother Hubbard’s
cupboard empty hearts
robin redbreasts
battering heads wings
against stony cobbles
this city this square
rogermoorepoet 
So full of word images and just loved your second verse, Roger.
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Thanks again, Don. I have a love / hate relationship with Goya’s Disasters of War. I guess it’s the same with plastic wrapping too. Some of it is impossible to unwrap and yields only to knife-point.
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